PaPa ~dellgirl~ answered my Good Morning call today (he’s working out of town) with, “Hey Baby, what’s up?” That brought an inner smile reminding me how that came about.
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We’ve been married 48 years now. For many years, I sweetly called my husband “Tiger”. Sometimes I called him “Sugar-Bear”. Why did I do that?
I did it because it did my heart a lot of good to hear my own daddy refer to my Mama as, “Baby Girl” or “Baby Doll” when we were growing up. I remembered that, and adopted the practice of calling my husband something sweet and endearing.
He always called me by my name, “Dell”. In the beginning I didn’t think much about it and Continued Calling him by my special “pet names”. He continued calling me by my name. This went on for years without my saying a word to him about it.
Sometime during 2013 I stopped. “Click”, I turned off the sweet name button, getting old and cranky I guess. I started calling himby his name instead of those silly pet names.
One particular telephone conversation went something like this.
Husband: “Hey Dell, how you doing? I just called to say hi and see if everything is going okay.”
Me: “Oh, hey Pete (made up name). I’m fine. How are you? Everything is okay here. No problems to report.”
More talk, a little chit-chat and stuff like that, then he interrupted me. He asked what I’d called him. I told him I called him Pete. He then asked why I did that.
I explained that since I am always Dell, he will now be Pete. Long story short, it took several months but, he finally got it. Things have changed.
Now, he lovingly calls me “Baby” or “Honey” at least twice every other day or so. Sometimes he even says, “sweet-heart”. Go figure!
Boy, marriage is truly a WIP, isn’t it?
